Ruby's Tuesdays - Jokes

For years I was plagued with sinus infections. Finally, in desperation, I consulted a specialist and was diagnosed as being allergic to everything except humans with hair, fur, or feathers.

I found homes for my six cats, three dogs, and both the lovebirds. It was lonely, but for months I went without a single sinus infection.

Then a terrible thing happened to me! Aunt Maud sent me a first edition of the collected poems of Edgar A. Guest, signed by the author. I couldn't have a thing like that around the house, but I couldn't just throw out an autographed first edition now, could, I?

So I took it downtown to see if the used bookstore would buy it. On the bus, I sat next to this nice man who was carrying a bird in a cage. Can you imagine it, Edgar Guest was his favorite poet? But he'd fallen on hard times, so much so that he had to take his beloved bird to the pet store to try to sell it because he couldn't afford its feed any longer. Would I swap him my book for his bird?

Well, my sinus problems are back, because.

I took a tern for the verse.